Back in the summer when the air was filled with heat,
Sitting on the edge of Kanagawa's unique blue sea,
I looked up and saw you stretching out your calloused palms to lead me forward.
It was silent at this moment,
The only sounds in my ears are the waves crashing against the rocks and the sea breeze.
Look at the wrinkles on your blue shirt,
Suddenly I really want to cry,
Not bad,
Finally waiting for you,
Mon Amour